Chapter 90: Discussion (First Update, Ask for the First Order!) )

Hongquan belongs to traditional Chinese boxing, is one of the representatives of the southern school of boxing, and Liu, Li, Cai, Mo together known as the five famous boxing in Guangdong.

It is rumored that this boxing method is inherited from the Hongmen Guanjia boxing method, which is said to have been founded by Hong Xiguan.

Hongquan has ten shapes, namely "dragon, snake, tiger, leopard, crane, lion, elephant, horse, monkey, biao", of which "dragon, tiger, leopard" three forms are the fist road that focuses on strength.

At this time, what Hong Yihu used was the tiger-shaped fist!

But seeing Hong Yihu step out, his five fingers clenched into tiger claws, roaring.

Feng Ji had the intention of stealing learning, so he released the water and fought against the enemy with the dragon gossip.

Stepping out, his figure suddenly became shorter, and he had already dodged the tiger's claws.

Hong Yihu only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he actually lost Feng Ji's figure.

He was startled, and suddenly there was a whistling sound in his ears.

Hong Yihu's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly punched the right side in a I-shape.

Boom!

One palm pressed Hong Yihu's tiger claw.

Hong Yihu immediately flipped his wrist, and the tiger-shaped grappler!

He grabbed it with one hand, and immediately followed with the other hand, and he had already caught Feng Ji's joint in three or two strokes.

Just as he was about to perform the grappling technique, he suddenly felt Feng Ji's muscles suddenly expand, and with a bang, a dark energy burst out from his muscles.

Hong Yihu's weak grip on the tiger claw instantly broke the gong, and the qi and blood collapsed.

He couldn't help but change his face slightly, and exclaimed: "Dark energy?!" ”

At that moment, the qi and blood in his body were running rapidly, his muscles and bones trembled, and his dark energy was swallowed, which immediately dispersed Feng Ji's strength.

Feng Ji couldn't help but laugh too: "What a tiger-shaped Hong fist, Brother Hong also has a deep understanding of the method of dark energy." ”

Hong Yihu's face was full of surprise, and he laughed: "I didn't expect that brother, you are young, and you have already stepped into the dark energy. ”

Feng Ji smiled: "Brother Hong doesn't have to keep his hand, come again!" ”

The two fought again, and this time, Hong Yihu shot with all his strength and no longer kept it.

Feng Ji still only used three successes to learn the opponent's Hongquan.

The two of them fought all this, and they just fought a stick of incense!

During this period, Hong Yihu repeatedly used two boxing techniques, tiger shape and crane shape, which were mixed with three grappling techniques of dragon, tiger and leopard.

From beginning to end, Feng Ji dealt with it with Baguazhang.

His steps were weird, and You Long turned around, which was really elusive, so that Hong Yihu had no way to figure it out.

Once in contact with Feng Ji, he will immediately be broken apart by Feng Ji's dark energy.

After a stick of incense, he was sweating profusely, and then he saw that Feng Ji's face was not red or panting, his expression was calm and leisurely.

He couldn't help but suddenly, and stopped with a wry smile: "Don't fight, don't fight!" ”

"What's wrong?" Feng Ji was stunned for a moment and asked strangely.

"I can see it, brother, your martial arts are superb, much more powerful than me, I tried my best, but I couldn't move a bit, and now your qi and blood are declining, but you haven't sweated at all, what else are you fighting?"

Feng Ji glanced at the attribute panel, the Hongquan Tiger and Crane dual forms had already appeared, but unfortunately the dragon and leopard two forms could not be fully learned and could not get started.

But he doesn't care, he knows too many punches, and now even if he adds points to his fists, he can't break through the 10-point attribute mark.

He is more concerned with how to step into Huajin.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Brother Hong has won the award, I just rely on the gossip method, which is not powerful, but Brother Hong's Hongquan kung fu is fierce and feminine, and he is the true essence." ”

Hong Yihu laughed and said quite smugly: "Hong Boxing has a complex inheritance and many boxing paths, and I am only good at some grappling skills of tiger and crane double form, dragon tiger and leopard three shapes." ”

Feng Ji asked tentatively, "Brother Hong is from the Hongmen?" ”

Hong Yihu's expression changed slightly, smiled, and said: "Since you and I are married, I won't hide it from you, yes, I am indeed from Hongmen." ”

Feng Ji was in awe, hugged his fists and said: "It turns out that the eldest brother is still a hero of the Hongmen, how did the eldest brother join the Qing court?" ”

Hong Menxiang aimed to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and Feng Ji was curious why Hong Yihu joined the Qing court.

Hong Yihu shook his head: "It's not that I won't tell you, it's just that I have a special identity and a task, so it's hard to say." ”

Feng Ji understood in seconds, I was afraid that Hong Yihu led the secret order of Hongmen and infiltrated the Qing court to make internal responses.

I didn't ask anymore at the moment, and turned to talk about Hong Fist.

During the conversation, Hong Yihu naturally heard that Feng Ji seemed to be very interested in Hongmen.

Thinking of some of Feng Ji's rebellious remarks, his heart moved slightly, and he asked: "Brother, I see that you are by no means a mediocre person, sooner or later you will soar into the sky, how about joining my Hongmen?" ”

"Join the Hongmen?"

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly, Hongmen would be an important organizational force to resist the Qing court in the future, and if he joined, he could gradually control the Hongmen forces.

In the troubled times, there is a force of his own, coupled with his martial arts, no one dares to touch him.

When Hong Yihu saw Feng Ji thinking, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother, what's the difficulty?" ”

Feng Ji came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled: "I heard that Hongmen is very well organized, and if you want to join, you must have someone to guarantee it, and the identity of this guarantor is not ordinary. ”

Hong Yihu suddenly laughed: "You and I are married to Jin Lan, am I not a ready-made guarantor?" ”

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Okay, then work with the eldest brother to do something big!" ”

Hong Yihu was overjoyed, patted Feng Ji on the shoulder, and said with a little excitement: "Good brother! If you can join Hongmen, I will get a tiger general in Hongmen. ”

Feng Ji's skills are among the few in the Hongmen.

Of course Hong Yihu is happy, with such a dark master, Hongmen's strength is stronger.

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Big brother, among the Hongmen, is there a master of transforming strength?" ”

Hong Yihu was surprised: "What is my brother asking for?" ”

"I've been in the dark for a while, and I've been polishing my muscles and bones to the extreme, and I've always wanted to break through the strength, but I can't find the direction, and I want to find a master for guidance."

When Hong Yihu heard this, he couldn't help but touch his chin, and immediately said: "In this way, when you arrive in Guangzhou, you and I will visit a senior together, maybe he can guide you." ”

Feng Ji suddenly became excited and asked, "I don't know which senior it is?" ”

"Hahaha, let me sell it for the time being."

Hong Yihu laughed.

The two entered Shaoxing together and found an inn to settle down.

Hong Yihu was in charge of looking at the luggage and ordering food in the inn.

Feng Ji went out to buy dry food to prepare for the next trip to Fujian to take a sea boat.

Hong Yihu stood on the second floor of the inn, looking at the bustling streets of Shaoxing, and his heart was full of emotion.

"It's just such a hinterland in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's so prosperous."

When he thought of the overflow of smoke and soil in Guangzhou, and the bullying of foreigners to dominate the market, he felt very uncomfortable.

After taking a sip of his drink, a noodle stall downstairs suddenly caught his attention.

But I met two young people at the stall, both of whom were seventeen or eighteen years old.

Both of them dressed as foreigners, dressed in Western clothes and wearing foreign watches.

Such a look is very rare in Shaoxing.

But what caught his attention was not the two of them dressing up, but the movements of their hands!

"Oh, why don't you play tricks on me again!"

"That old man's kung fu, is that girl as powerful?"

The tall young man pestered the short young man and asked.

The short young man shouted, "You know how to play me all day." ”

"I didn't mean to."

"Speaking of kung fu, the kung fu of their father and daughter is really as powerful."

"How powerful? Hurry up. ”

"Oh, don't rush, that's it......"

The short young man recalled something, and suddenly pushed the knife in his right hand, and in the process of pushing, he suddenly turned his palm into a claw, then turned a claw into a fist, and finally closed his fist and pushed!

Hong Yihu on the second floor saw this scene, and his pupils immediately shrank!

"One palm, four poses!"

The tall young man was a little overwhelmed by the short young man's gesture, obviously not understanding the power.

He was confused, "What are you doing?" ”

The trick of the short young man is also a stealing teacher, but he just learned it.

But he has obviously practiced martial arts, and his qi and blood are outstanding, although he is only similar in appearance, but he also has some strength.

Seeing that the tall young man didn't understand, he had to pick up a bowl: "You take it." ”

The tall young man subconsciously held the bowl, and the next moment, the short young man suddenly punched and hit a plausible palm four style again!

With a click, the white porcelain bowl exploded, and the tall young man was startled.

Immediately, he became excited: "Wow, that's amazing, what kind of trick is this?" ”

The short young man grinned and was about to speak.

Hong Yihu couldn't bear it anymore, and stood upstairs and shouted: "Little brother, are you playing with one palm and four styles?" ”

When the two young men heard this, they looked back at the second floor, and before the tall young man could speak, the short young man said proudly: "Who are you?" ”

Hong Yihu endured his excitement and said with a smile: "Little brother, who do you learn from?" ”

"Why should I tell you?" The short young man was very arrogant.

"You might as well tell me." Hong Yihu tried to smile kindly.

The short young man rolled his eyes, suddenly became proud, and shouted, "It was Master Wen Biao who taught me, how is it?" Isn't it amazing? ”

Hong Yihu's eyes lit up instantly, and he muttered: "Hard Monkey Fist Wen Biao? Isn't he dead? ”

Hong Yihu hurriedly asked, "Where is he now?" ”

"Why should I tell you?" The short young man snorted.

Hong Yihu didn't say a word, and jumped directly from the second floor.

This second floor is not short, about five or six meters above, and he easily falls to the ground without even shaking.

Such a skill immediately attracted the amazement of passers-by.

"That's amazing!"

"Oops, get out of the way, get out of the way."

"Is this going to be a fight?"

……

The short young man's expression suddenly became alert, and the whole person jumped up, jumped on the table, and shouted, "Want to fight? Come on, come on, afraid you won't make it? ”

He bent down and shrunk his hands, like a monkey, shaking his head and shaking his head, quite like a monkey in the mountains.

It's just that Hong Yihu looked up and down, and he saw that although this short young man had practiced kung fu, monkey boxing was obviously not authentic, and it seemed that he should be a beginner.

Hong Yihu's heart moved slightly, and he was tempted.

Immediately kicked out, and with a bang, the table at the feet of the short young man exploded instantly.

The short young man was as flexible as a monkey, jumped up, flipped his head in the air and landed, with a hippie smile on his face, and scratched Hong Yihu with one paw!

Hong Yihu's body did not move, he raised it with one hand, and with a bang, blocked the monkey claw of the short boy.

The short young man felt as if his fingers were grasping on the steel and iron bones, and he was in severe pain, and he was about to change his tricks quickly.

Hong Yihu suddenly grabbed it with his backhand, grabbed his palm, and shook it gently.

"Oops!"

The short young man immediately wailed and struggled to his feet.

It's a pity that his strength, which is an opponent of a dark master like Hong Yihu, can't struggle at all.

Seeing this, the tall young man who was busy recording something hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Uncle, uncle, he just learned, you are good kung fu, haha." ”

He hurriedly pulled the short young man away.

Hong Yihu didn't embarrass the other party, but said, "Please take me to meet your master." ”

The short young man was still not convinced, and kept struggling, but was hurriedly pulled away by the tall young man, and as he walked, he shouted loudly: "Master Wen Biao's whereabouts are erratic, we must notify him when we see him, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

He hurriedly pulled the short young man and slipped into the crowd.

Hong Yihu frowned, and had the heart to chase after him, but he was worried that he was gone and the luggage in the inn was lost.

He didn't have anything important, but the things in Feng Ji's box were not light, and he was afraid that they were valuables.

Looking at the two young men who were gone, Hong Yihu muttered to himself: "After going to Guangzhou, ask the people from the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau." ”

(End of chapter)